Hey
there, from 34,000 feet! I'm about a half hour into my flight to PDX and I thought I'd squeeze in one final post before I
get home (and have a burger!) while flying. So here we go!

The
last two days in Barcelona were pretty quick, so I'll just touch on
them briefly. I got a swanky four star hotel in the Eixample area
for only €40/night...gotta love HotWire lol. The first night, I
immediately ran over to Casa Mila to get a glimpse of the roof at
sunset, since it was going to rain Saturday. It was very surreal to
say the least lol. Afterwords, I went on the shopping hunt again in
the Plaça de Catalunya area, turning up nothing once more in terms of
jackets. Oh well, I'll find one in the States. I wandered the Barri
Gotic area for souvenirs, window shopping down all the twisty
alleys before heading back to the hotel to recharge and figure out my Saturday plans. That evening, I had a nice, cheap meal at La Rita, a
restaurant recommended by my dad, and then had a little paseo from
the Ramblas all the way back to my hotel.

Saturday
was one last gasp of sightseeing before my flight from one end of
Barcelona to the other. First up, the Palau de la Música Catalana and into its shop
to look for trinkets that my parents recommended. Afterwords, I
hopped a metro to the opposite side of town to see Camp Nou, the FC
Barcelona stadium. Very impressive and informative, though I don't
know if it was worth €23 to get in. At least I found a cool
scarf lol. Next up, a metro to Montjuïc and back to the Museu Nacional d'Art de Catalunya after our failed attempt last time in town. The museum was very nice
and I easily covered it in two hours, though most of it was in Catalan
lol. Finally, one last stop at the Museu de la Xocolata to grab
a cup of chocolate (I missed out last time hehe) and to look for
gifts. Man, that stuff made me almost as hyper as Sarah!

A
stop at the hotel to re-sort my bags and figure out the bus to the airport for
today and then I was off exploring the Eixample in search of one
last good tapas dinner. The first place I chose was packed (a good
sign), but there was some confusion between the host and bartender as
to whether I was waiting for a table or getting food at the bar. After 20
minutes, I just left since I couldn't get anyone's attention.
Continuing back towards my place, I found a new age style dinner place and
had a nice meal instead; it's okay, I've had my fill of tapas so I
wasn't too disappointed. I then went back to finish packing, watch
Casino Royale, and pass out.

This
morning, I quickly packed, grabbed the metro to Plaça d'Espanya and
took the Aerobus to the terminal. Now, I wasn't too happy to get
“randomly” selected to be screened before boarding, but whatever.
I always get picked...I think I'll have a chat with my friends at
the TSA. Anywho, here I am now, ready to write my final post, which
will be right after the break.